Writing the Circles / Orgone Tropics Songtext
von of Montreal

Did it happen the way we wanted
Maybe not
Maybe I love you like I love myself
Not a lot

Not a lot
Not a lot

Not a lot
Not a lot

I didn′t call you
I didn't have to
It′s not like I forgot
Maybe I need you like this conversation
Not a lot

Not a lot
Not a lot

Not a lot
Not a lot


Don't complain about your personal hell
You should be grateful you don't have to share one
Naturally, it′s starting burn though
Writing the circles of your inferno
This acute loneliness that you feel
Has nothing to do with other people
A foundational flaw, I wish you
Could understand, it′s really the issue

Don't look so thrown
Don′t look so ruined
Don't look so distraught
Maybe I help you like your education
Not a lot

Not a lot
Not a lot
Not a lot
Not a lot

Don′t complain about your personal hell
You should be grateful you don't have to share one
Naturally, it′s starting burn though
Writing the circles of your inferno
This acute loneliness that you feel
Has nothing to do with other people
A foundational flaw, I wish you
Could understand it's really the issue